Thirty years ago today
We finished work
at 16:00 even though we had fallen behind because of the holiday.
When I got home I
got a call from a woman doing market research on radio stations. I was puzzled
by her southern US accent until she told me that she was calling from Chicago.
Then I just assumed in my mind that she was probably black.
I had been waiting
for a call from Jennifer ever since I left her place two nights before. She
finally called late that night, sounding emotionally shell-shocked but telling
me she would be ready to talk soon. She made a sort of tentative date with me
for Wednesday.
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